Monday, November 17, 2014

Loud Dildo

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doorbell resonates through tunnels like the slain flavor of malaise
in comet camouflage. Oscillation laid pillow nodes cracked beneath
the emoji of male birth control – that a chemical Columbine has a
friend in the electrical bear breaks the internet. To make the
physical wind's hate-finger FAQ discord on an open field
with its dick, choose your own adventure right in the flux opera
cookie cleavage station if you're a lady; the anus if you're a
gentleman. Lest tinnitus GWAR audiences full of Microsoft, a future
gameshow robo-enigma must mangle the dildo's skeleton and the dildo's
repellent defense-skin.